The one

by Stacey   Aug 4, 2006


Everyone tells me you love me,
and you wanna be with me.
Its hard to tell the truth from a lie,
let me go get high.

Your really sweet,
and hotter than heat.
I have feelings for you,
but you don't have a clue.

You ask if you can come over,
but I'm afraid we'll end up under the covers.
You say we wont,
but its hard to tell.
It would be my first time,
so if I'm scared then you know why.

So please be gentle,
because my heart is fragile.

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